2025-07-18
At any moment, quiet, small,
A choice awaits within us all—
A fork that bends the path we take,
A whisper, gentle, for our sake.
Each thought, each word, each step begun
Is like the rising of the sun—
Will we move toward the light inside,
Or let our truest self subside?
One road leads closer to the flame
That softly calls us by our name—
A path of kindness, hope, and grace,
Of meeting life with open face.
The other leads us far astray,
Where shadows lengthen, hearts betrayed.
Where fear and anger cloud the view,
And we forget what’s real and true.
But every moment, every breath,
We’re offered choice until our death—
To listen to the spirit’s song,
Or wander lost, apart, and wrong.
So pause, and feel the quiet voice
That lives beneath the world’s loud noise.
At any moment, you are free
To choose the soul you wish to be.
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